(8 quatrains)
1. new moon
swallowtail glides black
through a cherry tree’s shade;
the parking strip’s
California poppies:
an assemblage of orange
decoupage suns—
whatever moon there is:
blue in this high sky
2. waxing crescent
three lime-green
trikes lined up on the concrete porch,
one faded red
ride-on fire truck parked below
on the
patio—playground gate’s still open:
crescent drifts
off to sleep in gathering clouds
3. half moon
the
hummingbird hovers, wings shifting between
what’s
seen & what’s imagined; it balances
at
sunset, a silhouette near the black plum:
half
moon’s equilibrium in fading blue
4. waxing gibbous
the
scrub jay’s plumage forms a map of the sky
except
for the sunset’s yellow cirrus glow;
traffic
seems invisible as the bird flies:
the
moon’s silver eyeball is gazing higher
5. full moon
the
clematis has unfurled its purple cross
in
the shadow of the board fence, below the
string
of prayer flags—one white flag soaks up white light:
moon
rising through lattice into black heaven
6. waning gibbous
floor
lamp casts a white oval against the wall,
white
pedestal fan churns the living room air;
slats
on the white blinds have been slanted open:
moon
bracketed by clouds rises between them
7. last quarter
the
sidewalk’s hump over the tree’s knotted root
is
strewn with ripe cherries, some crushed, some intact;
a
single fruit falls, rolls down the sloped pavement:
half
moon tips toward the branches’ tangled curve
8. waning crescent
white
daylily blossoms speckled orange nod
sleepy
above the sidewalk in this noon breeze--
marigolds
reflect an occasional sun’s
bloom
between clouds that hide the moon’s last petal
Jack Hayes
© 2017
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